Erotic Reflections

I see the sensual promise of your face

gracing the lighted billboards of my thoughts

At last, my yearning is encompassed

by the intensity of my throbbing loins,

your eyes half closed in passionate vows,

lushness of your lips moistening my dreams.

I beg to see what is beyond your face,

your white legs opened before me,

a gift of raiment laid out in splendor

hands outreached to touch my lust.

I plead with you to let me inhale your breasts

caress every inch of you with my tongue

mount you like a stallion smelling your heat

but you linger just out of my longing reach

copies of you echo on every billboard

shared with multitudes of slavering men.

Why can’t I possess just one image of you

to have forever in my bed of erotic reflections?

Step out of your imprisonment and I will

encase you in the arousal of mortals.